a long time coming this arrival

[songsofapast]

[Suddenly another Kaiko! Quite calmly sitting on a bench reading a large leather-bound book. Not too unexpected a scene really but...

However, it is practically winter and she is only wearing a long and thin white dress with a familiar long blue scarf stole winding around her arms. Jfc, where is her jacket?! Brrr.]

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[songsofapast]

[She, however, cannot feel it at all. Her inner workings are that of an old wind up doll with her cognizance created through magic. A strange woman to be sure.]

Yes. It's soon to be my turn once more and I'd like to find one of his favorites to read when the time comes.

[deteriorated]

[He tilts his head a little.]

You're a storyteller?

[songsofapast]

[She will look up and not missing a beat at meeting another Kaito, smile.]

Of a sort. My counterpart and I sing stories of the past when the young master requests them. Perhaps it is not the typical way of doing it but he does so enjoy it.

[deteriorated]

[Smiling in return.]

It sounds like a nice duty to have. What kind of stories do you tell?

[songsofapast]

Indeed, we could do no worse. As for the stories... They vary. [Holds up the large book to show it is indeed a collection of tales, with no author(s) given. And if he should take a closer look at the print, he'll notice it's all handwritten.]

Tragic ones, happy ones, strange ones, there are many we have amassed and share between us.

[deteriorated]

[Handwritten, huh...? He blinks at it.]

This is your own collection of stories?

[songsofapast]

No, not quite. [Have a somber smile.]

This tome is an original left to us by our creator. He is the one who has collected these stories from long ago. We two cannot create our own tales, only share that which we've learned.

[deteriorated]

Your creator is not your master?

[songsofapast]

That is correct. Our creator has long since passed, so our current master is that of a young boy. An only son in the family, he is often left alone and in want of company.

[deteriorated]

[Oh, being lonely sucks. :( Poor kid.]

It's good that he has you and your companion, then. Do you like telling him stories?